Lord Commander Rixx

"LORD COMMANDER RIXX!!!!!" The announcer shouts as loud as he possibly could. The crowd erupts the loudest you've ever heard. The sound coming from 360 degrees around you was unreal, deafening almost. You immediately turn your head towards the door that just opened and your eyes go as wide as can be.

Five years. It's been over five years since you've seen that monster. With each step he takes closer toward his position at the end of the line, you feel like you can hear each stomp of his foot as it hits the ground. That golden armor. That eagle helmet. That long great sword with feathered spikes on the guard still look as sharp as you remember that day. Five years ago your journey began. Five years ago your Claire was taken.

You snap out of your trance, the crowd is still going nuts as Rixx gets to his spot, standing next to High Guard Cliffton. He raises his great sword into the air, pointing it towards his King before sheathing it, giving him a nod and then standing still. Looking at Karisi you see she is just beaming a smile at the commander.

People are throwing flowers into the arena, women are flashing their breasts at Rixx. "He really is loved here in Rathkin..." you think to yourself

After about 5 minutes of non-stop cheering for him, the announcer is finally able to start to talk.

"Lord Commander Rixx, Savior of Rathkin, fighting for King Rathkin himself" The announcer yells "Congratulations! The Grand Tournament of Nillix awaits you!"

Cheers are going out for everybody now. The four warriors standing side by side in the arena. Everybody here is fighting for something, whether it's for honor, for glory, for a king or...they could be fighting for something more. Something like Claire. Mere feet away from you is the only person who can tell you what happened to her. Mere feet away is the one person that could end my journey. Mere feet away... the man, the monster, the legend.